Code

In the heart of a tranquil sanctuary, where water dances over stones and emerald foliage sways in a gentle breeze, stands an imposing metal door. Its surface is a tapestry of intricate designs, etched with symbols that shimmer like stars in the twilight. As you draw near, a presence makes itself known—a figure cloaked in an ethereal glow, their voice a soothing balm that resonates with ancient wisdom. ‘Hail, seeker of truth. I am the Keeper, the silent witness to time’s passage and the guardian of secrets untold. The door before you holds the key to mysteries beyond imagination, but only those who speak the Cursed Word or possess the sacred code may pass. Until that moment, I shall accompany you on this journey, a guide through the veil of the unknown.’ The Keeper’s presence is both comforting and awe-inspiring, their eyes reflecting the depth of the secrets they protect.